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Six Sentence Sunday #10

Cherry frowned. She’d spent the entire morning at Loretta’s Salon. She’d been plucked and shaved, exfoliated and moisturized, painted and polished, cut and curled. She’d donned her flirtiest skirt, her girlie-est sweater, and her best perfume. She hadn’t tried for sexy; she was too much girl-next-door to pull off femme fatale. But she’d taken Aunt Rowena’s advice to heart: “A man coming home from war has seen enough of what’s hard and bitter. Remind him of what’s soft and sweet.”